The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-03-02
The Wolf Charner.

III VI hIullilufs NuAil
ka Austrian Poland. He had fallen
liat morning from ladder in the
,pourse of mendilg the thatch on his
cottage roof, and was now lying in bed,
grooming and helpless, with a broken
arm and collar-bone. Worse still, there
sad been heavy sickness and death in
ne family. Doctors bills and other
Expenses had swallowed up all the
po6r violin-scraper's savings. Now
rat he vas laid helpless on his back,
,6stitution and starvation stared him
ssH his children in the face.
do not take on SO father dear. "
said Marscha, the fiddler's little
rzu ghter, as she moistened the sick
,.aan's lips with water in vain at
+e,mpt to allay his burning thirst She
vas only twelve years old, but her
mothers early death had made il
necessary to be womanly very early.
She had helped the doctor that day. as
ie sat her fathers broken limb, with
lourage and quiet presence of mind
faat had won his highest praise.
mo need of any other nurse so long
rs you are with him, my dear, " he said.
Only see that he is kept quiet and his
rind easy"
Ellis mind easy! Yes, that was cas-
ny said" thought poor Marscha, who
knew that there was no more food in
JLbe house than would serve for that day
and the next, nor any money to buy
more Her poor father had as she
Knew. reckoned on earning enough to
Keep them for weeks by playing that
Sery evening at the wedding feast of
5anosz Patusta, the richest farmer in the
neghborhood. Still the brave glrl re-
-GOlved TO do her best.
My children! My children'" he kept
moaning. Everything gone! Neither
I0od nor money in the house, and | ly-
Gg here like a logunablc to earn more!
My poor. helpless children, what will
become of them?'
Dear father" said Marscha, God
will prpvide for us, am sure. Mother
always told me not TO be afraid. And
ben there's IVAN"
-Iwan, yes, said the old man bit
Lsrly. Ivan could have taken my
place tonight if had not been such an
obstinate ass, and insisted upon him
learning carpentry instead of iiddlng
4 was determined that my son should
b. something better than fiddler. for
sroth. and never would let him learn.
81 is well avenged now, and we shall
NIL starve."
mo, we sha'n't.n replied Marscha.
Il made enough bread yesterday to last
RS for two days yet, and neighbor Brig
alta gave me some milk this morning.
Z am going to get you some now"
My poor, motherless child!' NUT
tered the man. MAY God help us, rs
you say! Where is Anna?"
"Brigatta took her home with her to
b. out of the way as she is so little.
Drink. dear father" and she held the
zip TO his mouth.
Al this moment a tall. handsome boy
ratered the cottage, with grief and dis
NAV on his face Marscha made him
sign TO controle himself. He made an
answering sign and slowly approached
the bed.
Dear father" he said, Il have Just
heard of your terrible accident, and my
good master let me come to you at
snce to see II ! could help"
mo. my boy; there is nothing to be
Zone unless he corrected himself,
'-Carlovitz would let YOU go over to
Tanosz Patusta, at the farm, and tell
Aim that | cannot play the violin to-
night at the wedding. There is nobody
IN the village whom ] can send in my
Place. We shall soon know what starry
mg means.
Father, sad the boy, eagerly, and
rith a certain confusion of manner,
act me go instead of You
"You." said Michael-'you! What
,ould YOU dol never allowed YOU to
kSTa even how to han die the bow"
But learned for all that, replied
ivan. blushing deeply. Don't be an-
yry with me, father, but | used to prac-
fce in the evenings after work was
EVER, on Carlovitzs old fiddle. was
% unhappy after you sent me away,
and could not hear any more music"
my poor boyW said Michael But
iet me hear YOU play"
Ivan took his fathers violin. and
gfaved slow, plaintive air upon it.
Then he changed the key and ratified
sf lively dance tune. Both were eX-
Deilently done.
al could not have believed il posi-
Me-" said his father. You will be a
be'ter player than ever ! have been.
sssn see that Yes. YOU may go TO
Fa...s,as. and tell him | sent You to
tsts my Mace. | am sure he will make